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Christmas Secrets

Posted on Dec 21, 2011 by Lisa Ricard Claro   11 Comments | Posted in brother · christmas · secrets
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The cute little gal who cuts my hair told me that she doesn’t like surprises or secrets. Not even Christmas secrets, the kind that your hubby and kids keep when they’ve got something stashed waiting to be wrapped. “No surprises,” she told me. “Don’t like ‘em.”

That sounded a bit Grinch-like to me, so I thought I’d take a poll. Do you like to be surprised when you unwrap a gift, or would you rather have some idea of what’s inside the box?
Me? I love Christmas secrets. I’d rather be surprised with a new pair of socks than know about the Godiva chocolates in my Santa stocking. I’m always so tickled that someone took the time to think about me and what I might like.  The gift given is the manifest of that thoughtfulness; but the thoughtfulness is the real gift, isn’t it?
Christmas secrets are delicious. They are as much fun for the giver as for the receiver. Oh, there are disappointments I suppose. Like the time I expected a new bike and got a teddy bear instead. But you know what? That bike, had I received it, would be long gone. The teddy bear, a Christmas gift when I was 9, is still with me. I’ll never get rid of the old boy.
The Christmas I received Teddy was also the year I learned that I have the power to ruin Christmas secrets.  I was 9-years-old. My big brother, Craig, had finished his shopping and I wouldn’t stop agitating him about what he bought me. “You’ll like it,” was all he would say. And then I’d start in again: What is it, what is it, what is it? Finally, he said, “I’m not going to tell you because it’s supposed to be kept secret so you’ll be surprised on Christmas. But it’s in the top drawer of my dresser, so if you want to look and ruin it for yourself, go ahead.”
How brilliant was that? He put the power in my hands and stopped my nagging questions. I lasted about an hour before I scrambled up the stairs to his room and pulled open the dresser drawer. It was a locket watch. I loved it. Adored it. Couldn’t wait for Christmas so I could wear it.  And when Christmas morning arrived and the box sat in my hands, the disappointment gnawed at me.
I’d ruined it. This beautiful, thoughtful gift, chosen with care by the brother I adore, had lost its secret power.  The awed delight was already out of the box, you see. I robbed myself of the Christmas surprise, and I stole from my brother the joy of watching my face when I saw for the first time the gift he had chosen.  
Christmas secrets are some of the most precious, the revelation of which is anticipated by both giver and receiver. I like my secrets kept under wraps until Christmas morning, but not everyone feels the same way. How about you?  Secret, or expected gift?
Merry Christmas! May all your Christmas secrets be sources of joy, and may the loving Spirit of Christmas be yours this season and always.
God bless –

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11 Responses to "Christmas Secrets"

  1. Comment by Sarah
    December 21, 2011 at 7:52 am  

    I agree, Christmas secrets are magical. Merry Christmas, Lisa!

  2. Comment by Bookie
    December 21, 2011 at 8:23 am  

    I am on the fence about secrets since some of mine have been so disappointing. But you are right about the anticipation being the special part…that is the charm of Christmas to me. The whole season is such stiring expectation and hope, a hope for that shining Light to come into our lives. I hope you have a happy and blessed Christmas, Lisa.

  3. Comment by Sioux
    December 21, 2011 at 9:32 am  

    I love secrets. Even if it is something I'm not crazy about, I prefer the excitement of not-knowing. (I would have done the same thing if Craig had told me. I would have sneaked a peek and blown the surprise. I'm like that with magic tricks as well. If there was a magician who would tell me HOW a trick is done, I would love to know…but then I'd like to go back in time and return to when I DIDN'T know, to remain being awestruck.)

  4. Comment by Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy
    December 21, 2011 at 11:40 am  

    Lisa, what a great post! I'm like you, I want things to be a surprise. I am pretty good at figuring things out though, even when I don't want to. The only time that I was really upset (and very surprised) and rude over a gift in my life was 5 years ago. Our 16-year-old doggie Ray had just died and I was secretly hoping for a puppy. Instead, I was given a Ducks Unlimited shotgun. It was beautiful in its own right, but I was really upset! I don't like guns, hunt or shoot anything. I would have liked socks so much more! I started crying … why did my hubby get me this? Because my sister-in-law needed to sell it, I guess. When we got home, my son told me that if a cougar came into our yard then I could shoot it. Somehow that made me feel a bit better, lol. I still haven't used it yet, but I'm glad that I have it. Hey, this might be a blog post soon!

  5. Comment by Michael G-G
    December 21, 2011 at 12:05 pm  

    Secrets and surprises all the way!Love the story about you sneaking into your brother's room and spoiling the surprise for yourself. My kids are forever bugging me about knowing what they're going to get. I hope they'll appreciate the thrill of surprises when they get older.Merry Christmas to you and yours!!

  6. Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
    December 21, 2011 at 5:45 pm  

    Sarah – Merry Christmas!Claudia – The disappointments aren't fun, I agree, but well worth the price of admission for those times when everything is perfect. :)Sioux – Yes! I'm just like that, too. Kathy – I tend to figure things out also, even when I don't want to. I disappointed my hubby one year when he told me I'd never guess what he bought me and then I guessed, first go. LOLMichael – I always felt bad about peeking. *sigh* Lesson learned!

  7. Comment by Tammy
    December 21, 2011 at 8:40 pm  

    I quit liking Christmas surprises when I was married. Too often I heard, "Surprise! I know you said you wanted something else, but I got you this TV that we need instead. And p.s., I get the remote!" Loved your story about real, heartfelt surprises. Very touching!

  8. Comment by Kay L. Davies
    December 21, 2011 at 9:02 pm  

    Lisa, I almost cried about your locket watch. So sad for you and also for Craig, to miss the look of wonder on your face.Kathy, your husband is lucky you didn't hit him over the head with the gun. (I know you wouldn't have shot him.)Tammy, your story reminds me of my niece's husband who got her a TV for the bedroom, when she didn't even want a TV for the bedroom, and he's still the only one who watches it.I'll have at least one surprise this Christmas. My best friend, who moved to England this year, sent me a gift. I know it's a book, because it's hard to disguise a book, and that's what she buys, anyway, but I don't know what book it is, or who wrote it.My husband can be forgiven for not surprising me at Christmas, because he is Jewish, and because this year he took me shoe-shopping. The fact that he went shoe-shopping with me is a gift in itself, and the fact that he didn't balk at the price was the surprise. Seriously, he was great, and I appreciate it, and I don't even mind that he played games on his cell phone while I was asking "What do you think of these ones?" over and over again.Wishing you surprises galore this year, Lisa (and Kathy and Tammy, too) and all the best for the coming year.K

  9. Comment by Linda O'Connell
    December 21, 2011 at 10:26 pm  

    Surprises all the way. My mom could never keep it a surprise and would hint until I knew.

  10. Comment by K9friend
    December 22, 2011 at 9:00 am  

    Surprises are definitely more fun. Especially if the surprise turns out to be that certain something I wanted so much I could hardly stand it!Have a very Merry Christmas, Lisa!PatCritter Alley

  11. Comment by Lynn
    December 22, 2011 at 10:34 am  

    Definitely surprises! Lovely post and Merry Christmas to you and yours!

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